"Mid-life crisis," Goten said to lighten up the moment. But after a pause he continued
More seriously. "But really guys," he said, "I've never known him to act this way. I think
it's the whole 'my baby is leaving the nest thing' too. But even before you were together,
there was still the family pride thing that all of our dads had a problem with."

"Yeah," Bra said, "but you know what? Forget about it. We came up here to get away
from it. Let's stay away from it."

"She's right," Pan said, yawning, "Let's go to sleep now. I'm exhausted."

"Yeah, me too. But you know, Pan, I feel like I know you a lot better now," Trunks
joked, "we should play the Newly Wed Game more often." He winked and gave her a
kiss on the cheek.

"Hmm," Goten said, "Do you guys all wanna sleep out here? or...."

Goten's voice trailed of as he stared at Bra standing beside him. Trunks caught Goten's drift and stopped listening as he stared at Pan.

Pan and Bra looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. "Where else would we slee..." Bra started to ask and then caught their drift.

With wide eyes, Pan gasped and looked up at Trunks.

Back on Earth, The next day:

That morning each of the caring, devoted, and strong frying pan hitting women woke up to find them alone in bed. Being used to the routine they each stumbled out of bed.

Bulma looked out her window and smiled at the sight of the capsule house in their yard. She had a strange feeling that the other women were probably getting up too. She looked off in the other direction. Seeing Gohan's car gone she suspected that he went to work. Goku was either fishing, or off training with Piccolo for Kami/Dende knows what, and Vegeta was undoubtedly in either the kitchen or the gravity room.

She made her way to the bathroom and after showering, getting dressed, and slapping on a bit of makeup she made her way downstairs and towards the kitchen. The first thing she noticed was Vegeta leaning against the counter.

She made her way into the kitchen and started to pull open the fridge when the door slammed shut and she was jerked up. She found herself standing face to face with her husband.

"You're going to build a space ship today woman."

Bulma pulled herself free and sighed, "I can try and build another space ship, but it's going to take more than a day."

Vegeta swore under his breath, "Then you better start working." He held his hand up with a ki blast forming and pointed it in the direction of the lab.

"Go ahead Vegeta, but if you blow up my lab then there is no way that I can build you a ship."

Vegeta cursed again and released the ki ball out an open window where it hit a tree, which was quickly shattered like glass.

Vegeta walked out of the room and Bulma leaned against the fridge. 'I sure hope that they took my advice and are leaving for another planet or something.'

Back in space, the next morning...

Hearing a small beep Pan gently opened her eyes and focused them on a lavender lock across her face.

'Wait a second, I don't have purple hair do I? I know I didn't let Bra die my hair again.' She tried to get up but found herself held down.

She cleared her eyes by blinking a few times and waking up. That was when she noticed two strong arms around her waist and a hard object against her back. 'Oh Dende, don't tell me I slept with Trunks.' she thought.

She again tried to unsuccessfully move. 'Damn Saiyan strength. Even when they're asleep they won't let you go.'

On the opposite side of the room another person was waking up.

'Wow, what a dream. Bra and me were actually able to date, and our parents were encouraging that. Danm, it was a dream. I knew it was too good to be true.'

Goten started to get up when he looked down and smiled. He noticed that the love of his life was laying beside him with her head across his chest and her arm draped over him.

"Am I a nice pillow love?" he whispered, knowing full aware that she was most likely awake.

"Yes, very comfy." she mumbled and looked up at him smiling.

It was at that point when they heard a beep from the kitchen signaling that the robots had finished preparing breakfast. Bra started to get up when Goten's arm just held her tighter to him. "I don't want to move," he whimpered.

On the opposite side of the room Trunks was enjoying himself. He had the most wonderful girl in his arms. He had woken up shortly before Pan and held her closer to himself. He noticed that when she woke up she tried to pull away but eventually gave up and sighed against him.

"Are you happy?" He whispered quietly, noticing that she jumped a little.

"Trunks, I didn't know you were awake. What do you mean am I happy? Of course I'm happy. I'm here in your arms and that's all that I need."

Trunks smiled and pulled her even tighter, resting his chin on her head. Pan noticed a soft noise coming from the man behind her and realized that it sounded like a faint purring.

Usually the weird noises that the Saiyan males made would bother her, but this was strangely comforting and made her completely relax.

"You...you...you smell like cherry soda." Said Trunks who pulled his head from her hair.

Pan turned her head slightly and giggled. "You have popcorn in your hair."

Both of them reluctantly got up off of the couch and inspected the room. "Oh great, it looks like we had some sort of food fight or something."

They both noticed Bra and Goten cuddled on the floor, although they soon got up and looked around too.

Both boys laughed at the fact that the girls were drenched in soda, but the girls laughed because of the popcorn, and chips all over the guys.

"What exactly happened last night? My memory is kind of fuzzy." said Bra, and Pan agreed.

Pan caught sight of about 50 crumpled pieces of paper on the coffee table and groaned, 'It looks like Bra's version of Truth or Dare.' She thought.

She picked up one that was near her feet and her eyes widened. "I dare you to do a belly dance on the coffee table." Pan looked at Trunks in horror. "Oh please tell me we did not play this last night."

Trunks smirked; the girls didn't seem to remember last night at all. He contemplated lying to them but then decided against it. Pan knew him to well and would definitely know if he was lying. "No, unfortunately, it was just wishful thinking."

Pan sighed and so did Bra. "Exactly how much did they drink last night Trunks?" asked Goten who earned horrified looks from both girls.

"Don't tell me we were drunk! Oh my, what did we do?"

Trunks laughed. "Don't worry, Goten is just scaring you. We came up here, watched some sort of Disney movie, ended up in a popcorn/soda fight and then fell asleep exhausted."

Pan and Bra giggled. "Ok, so we didn't miss anything important?" asked Pan.

Trunks smiled. "No. The best part was waking up with you in my arms."

Pan blushed and hugged Trunks. When they broke the embrace they noticed that Bra and Goten were involved in a deep kiss.

They tiptoed to the kitchen to eat breakfast. They did not pay any notice to the blinking computer screen, which said that their arrival time on the planet would be in two days.

Back on earth

It was the middle of the day and Bulma had been working non-stop in the lab. She had tried to get out of building the space ship for a few hours but every time she started to exit, Vegeta would be there ordering her to go back in.

It was about lunchtime and she quickly unscrewed another bolt that she had put in, and taken out about 3 times already. She had put a lot of it together, but then realized that she was working at a pace that was to quick and wouldn't give the kids enough time to exit. So then undid her work and re did it again. It was the perfect way to make the time go by.

She walked out the door and ran smack dab into Vegeta again, for about the 47th time that day. She had been using the excuse that she was going to the bathroom most of the times.

"Woman, you've taken enough bathroom breaks. Go back in there and work."

Bulma growled, copying the signature smirk of Vegeta's. "I refuse to work until I get to eat some lunch."

After pondering the situation carefully he stepped out of her way and watched her disappear inside of Capsule Corp.

Inside Bulma walked over to the kitchen. Hs started to think of a long meal that she could prepare to delay her going back to the lab when something ran past her. With Saiyan speed Gohan had a sandwitch fixed and placed in front of her.

"Vegeta watches your lab, and I make sure that you don't take too long eating. I think you should spend more of your time working on the ship."

Bulma cursed under her breath and slowly picked up the sandwich. She took one bite out of it and sighed. This was going to be harder than she thought.

Bulma knew that she could build the ship in two days, but that wouldn't be enough time for the kids to change their locations. She was trying to delay it as long as possible, but she was already getting bored from assembling and unassembling the same parts of the ship over and over again.

She finished her meal and walked back out the door. This time instead of heading straight for the lab she walked towards the capsule house in her back yard. 'Maybe Videl and Chichi will have some ideas.' She thought hopefully.

When she reached the door it opened to reveal Goku. 'Oh great' she thought/.

Before Goku could say anything Bulma began to snap at him. "You know Goku, it's bad enough that Vegeta and Gohan are being way to sensitive about all of this, I thought that you would at least act like a normal person. Ok, so I'm taking a break from working. You don't need to bite my head off. And another thing, I don't think this is very nice of you."

Goku stood speechless for a second and then shook his head confused. "Go on in Bulma, I think Chichi wants to talk to you."

He held the door opened for her and walked out of the house.

Bulma was speechless. She thought for sure that Goku would make her turn back around and work in her lab again. 'Hmmm I have to talk to Chichi about this.'


Ok, That's my chapter. I'm sorry it took so long. We had final exams in school this week and it was very stressful. On top of that I had a solo for a concert, 3 performance standards (they are half of your grade, and if you fail one then you have to go to summer school), 2 final exams, a poster project, a huge Spanish project (where I had to hold a 5 minute conversation with my teacher off the top of my head. In other words there was no way to prepare because I would have no idea what she would say or ask) and a friend of mine might be moving.

Good things: I did great on my solo (I play the alto sax) I got a 94, 98, and 92 on my performance standards. I think I did well on my final exams. I got a 99 on my poster, and a 98 for my Spanish thing.

Well Jen, I hope you have fun with this next chapter.

Oh yeah, if you read the story then go ahead and review. Can you believe that we are planning to make this 50 chapters? It might even go for 100! If you want to influence the outcome (and say 'just end it already' or 'more more, do a billion chapters' then go ahead and review) Go on, review, you know you want to…